bundle everything together.
This collection is a cry to all directions.
The objects were created randomly,
the hands and eyes worked independently,
while the mind acts as a generator.
Without clear patterns, I work in a free manner,
These objects are about beauty and ephemerality
and the complexity in relation to relative time.
How do we give value to anything? Is an ephemeral
object worth more or less and does the complexity
of an object effect its value and beauty in our eyes.
These objects represent an attempt to develop an
ongoing open relationship with the small world
around me, without discrimination and differentiation
between natural, living, dead, growing, inanimate or
tactile, sometimes there were many meetings,
sometimes I only imagined based on my memory
whether it existed or not. All these thoughts passed
while gathering, preserving, processing, decorating
and sketching happily with hope for deepening the